The Heir And The Spare Novels & Stories

She said as she stretched out her hand to receive his. She scanned the room briefly and found no signs of Hydra or Lord Earn. Have they abandoned her? She asked herself with panic building in her chest. Last she remembered, Lord Earn was on his way to the dais to talk to the King. The music began suddenly, Prince Caspian grabbed Larissa's hand firmly as they began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling their feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was perfect, but even so more when their eyes met.

In situations where the first son/heir dies or becomes unavoidably incapacitated, the second son/spare heir becomes the next in line to inherit their father's title or position. In other provinces, spare heirs were referred to as, 'Lords'. But in Iron-Vale; the Royal Province, the spare heir is referred to as, 'High Lord'. Zayn was in the Lordship Order of Vexley keep Academy, but no one knew was a High Lord. Added to the fact that while at the academy, he went by his second name. Roy. "So?" Zayn asked

After all, they scored a boy and a girl on the first shot. That would have to be a conversation with James to figure out how many pups they wanted. Her mind kept going to the saying, ‘An heir and a spare.’ They now had the heir. Would James insist on a spare? How many attempts would they have to go through before they got the spare? That was something they’d have to look at more critically, when she wasn’t so tired, like that would be anytime soon with two tiny creatures needing her full attention.

“They want me dead at all costs. They must have thought I was hiding in the palace.” Zack's face turned pale. “Do you think that your father has declared the spare redemption?” “That seems to be the case,” I muttered. “In fact I would be shocked if he didn't.” “I'm sorry, what are you guys talking about? What’s a spare redemption?” Lina asked. “It’s an old law in the Lycan world,” I explained. “If the heir fails to rule, if any of his remaining children or anyone can bring the head of the failure, he would automatically become king.”

I already knew where this was going. I was the first son and the business alwaya went to the first son, just as it had always been. “And so,” he continued, cool eyes sweeping between me and Diego. “I will hand the reins to the son who proves himself the most capable.” My mother’s brows knitted together. “Guillermo… surely you mean Alejandro.” She glanced at me, then back at him. “He’s the eldest. It's the Castillo tradition.” “No,” Father said, voice hardening.

Immediately, his face turned dark. “I don’t need you to remind me!” His facial muscles contorted in anger. Seeing Kyle was wavering, Antonette continued to exert herself. “Kyle, if you want to make something better in your life, I can give you a hand, as long as you help me to prove my identity. I guarantee I’ll support you to contend with Brian for the position of heir to the William throne. “Enough with this, it’s all empty promises.” Kyle slowly turned around. Only indifference was left on his face.

He's a male lead for a reason I platered an awkward smile as she finished her breathe taking explanation I can sense a great excitement as she speak continuosly, just like me when I was still a teenager in my past life "Next is the heir of the Acuesna duchy, Sir Riley Acuesna. He's not currently at the capital but he'll be back before your debutante' starts. And just like sir Calix, he's also a genius knight. I believe he is fitted to be your highness's partner" Yes. Riley is a fine young man just like Calix and it's really awkward to talk about my friends but of course, I still smiled at her

Chesed grumbled. “Should, but can’t. Like it or not, I’m your heir. And unless you get your shit together, I’m going to be your only heir.” André laughed. Glancing at the rearview, I could see Damon and Alexander were straining to not laugh. Chesed gripped the wheel tighter and pressed the gas as far down as it would go as he made what would be a ten-minute drive in three.

The people were emerging from the shadows, their eyes hollow, their hands reaching out toward us as if we were the only warmth left in a frozen world. But as we walked, I felt a sharp, cold spike in my mind—a new signature, one that hadn't been on the drive or in the vault. Signature Detected: The Heir. I looked at Dante, but he didn't see it. He was looking at the crowd, his eyes glowing with a territorial pride. I didn't tell him. I just tightened my grip on his hand, the secret burning in my blood like a slow-acting toxin. If the Heir has survived within Ivy’s own mind, is their Happily Ever After just a temporary truce before the final, internal war—and will Dante still love the Queen wh

She knew the man in front of her was joking, but now Harriet had a little hope for that. "I, yes, I jinxed it," Liam shrugs with sparkling eyes. He said, "Not that it's a bad thing. Doesn't Madam want to have twins? Twins or not, boy or girl, Madam, you will give birth to an Almandine heir." "Even if I give birth to a girl?" asked Harriet, looking Liam straight in the eye. Liam nodded. "Grandpa did say that the heir of Almandine is usually one boy who is an Alpha. But…" Liam's eyes turned mischievous again.